I glance around with my one good mindful eye.
The other one blinded by years of disappointment and now inescapable fear.
I saw my own unhappiness reflected back at me from the despair on the faces
And in hesitation in the voices
Of those whom I love most.
I recognized my responsibility in this
And vowed to change my contribution.
I laughed more heartily again,
I drank less,
I listened more,
I loved more intentionally but less obviously,
And they were happier,
But I was not,
But I felt happier.
Mindful I
I glance around with my one good mindful eye.
The other one blinded by years of disappointment and now inescapable fear.
I saw my own unhappiness reflected back at me from the despair on the faces
And in hesitation in the voices
Of those whom I love most.
I recognized my responsibility in this
And vowed to change my contribution.
I laughed more heartily again,
I drank less,
I listened more,
I loved more intentionally but less obviously,
And they were happier,
But I was not,
But I felt happier.
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